It’s been awhile, but yesterday’s firing of Mike Tice from the head coach position at Minnesota has been a long time coming. Yes, Tice was loved by the players and appeared to be a nice guy. Too bad he could never sustain winning through a whole season.
In other news, the fantasy football season is over, now that the NFL playoffs are beginning. Our handpicked team, the Chats Radioactifs, went 7-7 after being 7-4 and in second place. I’d fire myself except that wouldn’t make much sense, now would it? There were injuries, too, like Donovan McNabb, which dropped our QB numbers considerably. On the other hand, our team where the compute rhandled the draft, The Deterritorializers (cmon, don’t you think deterritorialization would hurt? anyway, it was an academic league) won us a championship, as the cheesey screenshot below demonstrates. Adding sweetness to the victory is that the team we beat in the championship was to that point undefeated and cocky, though there were many weeks where other teams scored more points than they did — just not whatever team they were playing.
Good lord there’s a lot of advertising on that site.
Today was supposed to be my last day of mixing over break, but I have finally freaked out and decided to start working again. I’ll do some music tonight, though. Sigh. The good news is that there are only two songs left.
Tomorrow, an assessment of 2005, plans for 2006, and a very brief photo essay.
I have to say I’m not very excited about the playoffs this season, unless some crushing defensive team–the Bears?–makes it to the Super Bowl. I’m still recovering from USC–my sort-of alma mater–giving the championship and their three-year streak away to Texas.